"I opened the refrigerator and looked inside. I saw a half empty carton of milk, a jar of strawberry jelly, three bottles of Budweiser behind some bre...d-and-butter pickle chips, half a loaf of white bread, one English muffin, a quarter of a yellow onion in a plastic bag, a nearly empty jar of olives and, in the vegetable bin, some wilted cilantro and ginger, vestiges of a happier time, and curiously enough, six pre-cooked pot-pies still nestled inside their aluminum cooking trays."It looks like. I felt his thigh begin to tense up and I knew what was about to happen. I closed my eyes, opened wide, and stuck my tongue out for my black Daddy. "Ooh shit!" I felt a hot stream splatter on me and seemed to cover half of my face! Wow! One shot and G's already got me covered! I moaned and whimpered uncontrolably as G shot string after string of massive amounts of thick, hot, and heavy cum. I felt I was being baptised and I never wanted it to end. After an unbelievable twelve shots across my. As Rob looked him over, Anthony trembled."I'm not—you know. I haven't—" Anthony stammered.Rob leaned over, their dicks lightly touching. He stared directly into Anthony's eyes. "I‘ll go easy on you, man. But if you want to stop..."“No " Anthony jerked and grabbed Rob around the waist, securing them. He acted like he feared Rob would disappear at any moment. “No. It's hard to—I want this." He said more gently. He looks so serious, Rob thought.With a supportive grin, Rob shrugged out of his. She knew that a lot of women joked that men didn’t last two minutes.“I’m serious. A woman is really lucky if a man lasts more than two seconds,” Sally said. Premature ejaculation was the curse of all Cassandra men, much to the frustration of all Cassandra women.From the tone of voice, Cynthia knew that Sally was serious. She still assumed that it was a slight exaggeration. Cynthia said, “Wow.”“Sid had said that women of Earth were rather difficult to satisfy. He must really be considered quite.